Finally, Lilith and the others managed to escape the attention and find a peaceful seat in a quieter corner of the event.
The night air was crisp, and the glow of lights reflected on the lake.
Lilith crossed her legs, tilting her head slightly as she gazed at the lake.
Many men in the crowd stole glances at her–some subtly, others boldly but Lilith didn't even spare them a look.
She was entirely unbothered, lost in her own world.
Meanwhile, Ethan was up to something.
With his phone in hand, he snapped pictures from the moment Lilith and Rose stepped down from the stage.
His grin widened with each shot.
Oh, his dear cousin was going to love this.
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Alexander sat on the edge of his hotel bed, his muscles tensed as his eyes scanned through the pictures Ethan had just sent.
His grip on the phone tightened.
Each swipe of his finger revealed another angle of Lilith standing under the soft event lighting.